Chapter 96

Fiona’s POV

Fiona retired to bed for the night, and it did not take longer than three minutes to fall asleep, despite Julian being in her living room and her couch covered in his blood.

She didn’t fear; perhaps it was because she knew where he was. There was no reason to fear him. There was so much she wanted to ask and so much she wanted to know. Yet she also didn’t want to. Knowing might influence her stance with him in all this, and she wanted things to continue this way.

Her eyes fluttered to see the dawn of day, and she turned to the clock on the nightstand and saw it was already a few minutes past seven a.m. She had slept for eight hours. Realising that left her in shock for a while. She didn’t remember the last time she slept for that long, and it made her happy. She needed it. Her child needed it.

Her child.

She sighed; she would have to come out with the truth about it to him. She was carrying his child. This was something he always wanted, and now it was here, but they were no longer a family, and it hurt.

Her phone began beeping on the nightstand, and she quickly reached for it. It was Cillian calling, and she answered and placed it to her ear.

“Good morning. This is morning, like I promised.” Cillian’s radiant voice boomed through the phone. “I didn’t wake you up, though, did I?” The energy he displayed a moment ago has now withered.

She smiled and rubbed her head as a slight headache set in. “You are a man of your word. And no, you didn’t wake me up; good morning.”

“I hope it isn’t too early.”

She shook her head. “No, it isn’t too early. How are you and your

“The old man is still alive and kicking.”

“That’s good to hear.”

dad?”

know. I promised him I wouldn’t touch a hair on his head.” He mumbled to himself, but

because the Cillian she had grown to know wasn’t a violent person or one willing to hurt another, especially someone

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you heard that,” he

you mean? Who did

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his brother doesn’t trust me. They seem to have a thing against ba stards and always believe they are up to no good. But harming him was a joke that I didn’t

father had gotten him when he was fresh

for him, and that created a strain in their relationship. It got worse after his father got married

wouldn’t hurt anyone, especially his father. He also had a horrible taste for jokes, which wasn’t a surprise

him back.” She said a lighthearted joke: “I know what growing up as an outcast felt like. Somedays you just

“Ah, you get it.”

“I’m glad I no longer

a calm but hypnotising tone. “I wish were

to the other side of the bed. “I miss you too, and

sharp breath. “I didn’t expect to hear that,”

you

man called Julian, who was now on her couch. If she had followed him, he would

be giggling

stayed back here, and now

something you want

Julian was at her

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